"Ah" All the martial artists present widened their eyes.
"Why do these two feel like they're dancing when they're fighting?" A martial artist opened his mouth wide in shock.
Yuan Meng clapped his hands in shock and cheered, "Flowing Clouds, Flowing Water, Success in One Breath!"
"I've practiced martial arts all year round, and I almost forgot to fight. It's also so beautiful."
Meng Die said proudly, "Of course, this kind of battle is different from the indiscriminate bombardment of Yuan Qi martial skills. It is a kind of beauty of martial arts. My brother Xiang Nan is the best in any field of martial arts."
"En … I'm convinced." Yuan Meng nodded, "I heard that Xiang Nan is powerful, but I thought that his Lei Mai talent is very strong. That's why he is invincible. It doesn't seem like so today."
"I admire you, I admire you." Bai Wuya cupped his hands at Xiang Nan and said, "Reaction is flexible, you know how to adapt, your judgement is accurate. Very good, please go up."
Xiang Nan thanked her with a smile and waved to Dream butterfly, "Let's go to the ninth floor."
"Motherf*cker, I want to go too!" Yuan Meng waved his arm and said, "I can't beat Bai Wuya anyway. I'll follow you to the ninth floor to watch the battle."
"Ah? Then we should go as well." When the other martial artists heard this, they also expressed their desire to follow.
Bai Wuya smiled and nodded, "Watching other people's battles can also enhance your understanding of martial arts. Everyone has already chosen to lose the qualifications to challenge them. Please."
Xiang Nan and Dreambutterfly both went upstairs. The remaining martial artists knew that they had no chance of winning, so they gave up their qualifications on their own. After receiving a mid-grade local grade martial skill, one of them followed Xiang Nan to the ninth floor.
Meng Die whispered in Xiang Nan's ear, "We've won the eighth floor, and we've already secured a high-grade local-grade martial skill. Come on!"
Xiang Nan was the only challenger left on this floor, so there was nothing else to say. Xiang Nan walked directly towards Bai Wuya on the ninth floor.
"Senior, I have offended you!" Xiang Nan cupped his fists and cupped his hands, then quickly attacked Bai Wuya.
Xiang Nan's move was very simple. It was an ordinary punch, but at the same time, it was also a one-handedly probing move, in order to explore Bai Wuya's path.
Bai Wuya stood there quietly, smiling quietly. He didn't seem to have any intention of making a move. When Xiang Nan's fist attacked, he still stood there and smiled.
Until Xiang Nan's fist whistled past, it was only two to three inches away from Bai Wuya's face and almost smashed into him.
Only then did Bai Wuya suddenly move. His body moved at a rapid speed. He used his left hand to support his right wrist, and his right hand directly smashed into Xiang Nan's stomach. This time, he knocked Xiang Nan back four or five steps.
"Ah, Senior is cheating!" Dream butterfly hurriedly shouted, "You used a speed that ordinary people do not possess!"
"Is there?" Bai Wuya smiled.
"No." Xiang Nan clutched his stomach and took a deep breath. He felt that his stomach hurt badly, but he himself denied Meng Die's statement.
Bai Wuya smiled as he walked towards Xiang Nan and said, "An ordinary person's speed is limited, but there are actually many ways to surpass this limit and reach the limit."
Bai Wuya threw a palm at Xiang Nan. The speed of this palm was extremely slow.
Xiang Nan wrapped his left hand around Bai Wuya's arm, but the palm that Bai Wuya pushed out suddenly accelerated, hitting Xiang Nan's chest in an instant.
Xiang Nan was knocked back a few steps, feeling stuffy in his chest.
At this moment, everyone felt that Bai Wuya was cheating. His speed was too fast! He was simply like a body tempering first layer martial artist. How could an ordinary person be able to do such a speed?
"Do you understand?" Bai Wuya smiled at Xiang Nan. The two of them seemed to be competing in martial arts, but it was more like Bai Wuya was pointing at Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan suddenly came to a realization and said happily, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance!"
"Yes." Bai Wuya's face revealed a look of admiration, "You've comprehended it very quickly."
"A martial artist's moves are varied, but that doesn't mean that every move must injure the enemy."
"Sometimes, the purpose of a single move is not to harm your enemy, but to gather momentum."
"In order to be able to use the next move better."
"It's like a high jump," Xiang Nan said happily. "The action of squatting is not to leave the ground, but to accumulate strength so that I can jump higher next."
Bai Wuya kicked at Xiang Nan and said, "Nowadays, martial artists are too eager for quick success and instant benefits. They strive to defeat their enemies in every move, but in reality, occasionally relaxing it will have an unexpected effect."
Xiang Nan took half a step back and used his right hand to touch Bai Wuya's right leg.
At this moment, Bai Wuya's body suddenly soared into the air. The leg he kicked over could only be considered half a move! Next, he jumped up and swung his right leg to drive the whip leg of his left leg. This was the complete move.
With the first half of the attack, the left whip leg of the second half of the attack became as fast as a shadow!
As for Xiang Nan's right hand, it was also half a move. When Bai Wuya's whip leg came over, Xiang Nan's extended right hand suddenly slashed downwards.
This stroke pushed his body down, and it immediately produced a rapid shoulder collision!
Peng!
The whip leg hit Xiang Nan's right shoulder, and Xiang Nan's right shoulder hit Bai Wuya. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time.
"Again!" Xiang Nan greeted him excitedly.
Hand feeling is very important to a battle. Once you find it, you will find the rhythm.
Next, the two of them changed their moves and kept attacking each other.
In their moves, there were real moves hidden within the virtual moves, and half of them were buried within the real moves.
Everyone was dazzled. In that complicated battle, they were simply unable to distinguish between Xiang Nan and Bai Wuya's moves. Which move was really to injure the enemy, and which move was only to draw out the next move faster.
"My god." Yuan Meng's eyes went straight, "I just thought that fighting is when you hit me, I beat you, the more straight back and forth, the more effective, who knew there would be so much attention, really opened the horizons."
Sometimes, Bai Wuya's moves, two moves in a row, or even three moves in a row, were all to draw out Xiang Nan's next move, so that he could better decipher Xiang Nan's moves.
As for Xiang Nan, he was also learning very quickly. He was constantly absorbing experience in battle, and he felt that his entire body's rhythm had been mobilized.
After more than 30 moves, Xiang Nan finally found an opportunity. When his right fist struck, Bai Wuya blocked it with his left arm.
At this moment, Xiang Nan suddenly changed his stance and hugged Bai Wuya's arm with both of his hands. He fell heavily over his shoulder and threw Bai Wuya far away.
"You win." Bai Wuya landed lightly on the ground and smiled, "Please go up."
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior! This junior has benefited endlessly." Xiang Nan was happy in his heart, partly because he had passed the test, but more because he had learned better combat skills.
Bai Wuya smiled and said, "Ordinary people can use this principle in battles. The same goes for martial artists. You need to master it yourself and make good use of it."
"Yes." Xiang Nan bowed and took Dream butterfly to the tenth floor.
